Of Heroines and Capes
Chapter 2
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Sarah opened the window, letting the angelic bird fly through. She heard him transform. He stood quietly in the shadows of her drapes, hesitating. Sarah bit her lip and held onto her new books, which had been left open in her room.
"It has been a long time, Sarah," He finally said.
"Why are you here?"
"The only explanation is that you had finally wished, and here I am." He stated.
Her green eyes widened.
"Sarah…," He began.
"What did you wish for, precious?"
"A…an…"
"Tell me." He demanded.
"I wished for an adventure." She finally said.
"An adventure, huh?" He gave a feral grin. "Was the Labyrinth not enough of an adventure?"
He walked closer to Sarah. He traced his gloved fingers on the book's bindings in Sarah's hands. Jareth took each book and scanned the covers.
"Well, I just… kind of… miss it." She admitted.
He chuckled.
"I have an idea. We will travel to the late 19th century where these books take place and let you meet these people in person. Isn't that an adventure?"
"Dracula? The Phantom? I can't go alone! Do you know how dangerous that would be?"
"Relax, precious. I wouldn't let you go alone."
"Then who am I going with?" Sarah asked.
"Why, me, of course."
"How can I trust you?" Sarah asked.
"The same way you trusted Hoggle." Jareth answered.
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The two were swept away in a crystal ball that teleported instantly to the crowded, cobblestoned streets of England.
As Sarah looked down, she noticed that she wore a plain, gray Victorian-era dress that fell to the ground, and Jareth, wearing black as per usual, had donned a top hat and cane. She jumped back as a horse pulling a carriage whinnied and stopped. Jareth paid the man, and helped guide Sarah into the carriage.
"My Lady." Jareth said, kissing her hand.
Sarah blushed and looked away from him. He is using this to his advantage, she thought.
"See that woman in green? That is Mina Harker." Jareth pointed.
Sarah looked out of the window.
"She is beautiful. Where are we going, anyways?"She pondered.
"To Dracula's castle."
"You must be joking! We can't just barge into his castle!"
"You barged into mine."
"That was a long time ago! And why?"
Jareth shrugged.
"You only live once."